This is the land of learned fools
In the name of belief superstition rules
Lords were slay God were the same
spread survitude although got fame
They adore subjection with utmost exploitation
although they are considered great and built this nation
Pity on even the creative helpless minds
whether you are humans and its kinds
One should believe in with logical sense
but I found programmed beings and non-sense
Wow! Great poetry, Vijay Indushokai. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
BEWARE of flatterers they praise only not u but themselves to raise tc poet read my pragmatic poetry